In the middle of the night, I suddenly saw a man squatting in the small garden, which scared everyone.
There were no street lights in Ziwei Square, so I slowly approached it with my mobile phone to illuminate it. I wanted to see what the old man was doing sneakily.
Because of the sound of running water and the fact that his back was turned to me, the old man squatting next to the holly didn't notice me.
"uncle!"
"Lie..."
The old man was so frightened by my sudden voice that he jumped up. When he saw clearly that it was me, he suppressed the curse words.
"Ahem...why is it you again, young man? You don't go to bed at what time and you still come out for a walk."
In the middle of winter, I saw that he was wearing a pair of rain boots. There was water everywhere in the small garden, and it had already reached the top of his feet.
"Uncle, didn't you water it at noon? Then water it again at night? It won't freeze for a while?" I asked.
"fine."
The old man took a dip in his rain boots and said with a relaxed smile: "I will plant more hollies in a day or two. If the soil is too dry, it will not survive. Watering more is to water the soil thoroughly. It is better to move it here."
live."
"Stop looking, go back to sleep, young man, it's so cold outside.
I don't know how to care for plants and flowers, I just think this old man is a little strange.
morning.
Yang Kun asked Tingting to watch from the first floor, while the rest of us held a meeting on the second floor and all expressed our opinions.
"Old Ma, you got rid of those snakes. They look disgusting. You can't dig a hole and bury them in the backyard."
"Xiao Feng, you heard what we talked about just now. If there is nothing in it, then all our work will be in vain." Yang Kun looked at me and asked.
"Fifty thousand is gone, hey!" The water pump lost its energy like a deflated rubber ball.
Although some things were unclear, Tian Sanjiu asked me to help this group of people enter the underground palace, so I thought about it and said: "You can't say this yet, Brother Yang, look, we have been doing this for a few days, no
How can we feel at ease when we go in? There is a new robbery cave now, which can still be used after cleaning. If this robbery cave leads to the underground palace, don’t you want to go in and have a look? "
"Um....."
Yang Kun kept tapping the table with his fingers: "What do you mean, are we going to get through the robbery hole?"
"That's right, there is a gap in the hole. If we can get it through, we can save more than a hundred meters of digging. I estimate that we can enter the underground palace in a day or two, or at most three days."
"Boss, I think what this guy said makes sense. If we don't go in and take a look, our work will be in vain, and your activity funds will also be wasted."
I glanced at Wei Xiaogang, but I didn't expect him to speak for me at this time.
"Then...how to deal with the dead people?"
I said don't worry about the body, we don't move, it's not the person we harmed, just keep it as it is.
"Okay, let's do it!"
Yang Kun went to buy some new leather buckets in the afternoon to hold soil. He said that he originally wanted to borrow a slide truck from his brother Yang Bin, but the slide was too troublesome to install and the volume was too big to hide.
Wait quietly until night.
At night, I looked through the window and saw that no one was around the square. Pump and I put on our headlamps and climbed down the ladder.
Because the bandit's narrow body has limited range of motion, Water Pump and I carried leather buckets and shovels and kept crawling forward.
When he reached the end, the water pump looked up, pointed to the top and said, "Where is the top here?"
I looked back and said, "We should be approaching the ancient pagoda. Don't ask, just hurry up and be gentle. I'm afraid some of the boards may be unstable."
The water pump nodded, and he half-knelt on the ground and began to dig the soil.
This soil is backfill soil. It must have been turned over before. It is not solid and will fall down when the iron pick touches it.
After a few minutes, the water pump signaled to me: "Let's go, it's full."
I carried the bucket and walked about a hundred meters. I saw a rope coming down. After tying it, I shouted up: "Old horse, pull."
The leather bucket filled with soil was slowly pulled up, and less than a minute later, the empty bucket was sent down again.
Work like this over and over again, taking turns in two shifts.
At around ten o'clock on the night of the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, we saw bricks, three-inch-thick blue bricks, also called tomb bricks.
The tomb bricks are gray and dark in color, with a layer of dust falling on them, and are very dry.
These bricks are not laid horizontally, but vertically, about two meters high. There is a large hole less than one meter in diameter in the center of the brick wall, and bricks are scattered under the hole.
